Bayou - Danielle Dax

See our wings

As they burnish the sky

And our hearts

Our tiny hearts are beating

Hear our song

As it fanfares the night

And our hearts

Our tiny hearts are beating

They say

«There'll be plenty more forever

Enough for all to go around»

But in the Bayou

When things get low, low, low

We’re gonna go go down

But in the Bayou

When things get low, low, low

We’re gonna go go down

We fly from the billabong tree

And now we sit in the marketplace

Pull out feathers from our skin

For another pretty hat

On a pretty face

But in the Bayou

When things get low, low, low

We’re gonna go go down

But in the Bayou

When things get low, low, low

We’re gonna go go down